Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two

"Ah --"

in her palm brought

face crumpled because of the pain and

by Brody

coldly, frowning.

out, he

Would hurt.

the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled abruptly.

bear to see her in such

"No --"

touched her hand, she withdrew her

by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her

back, but

while, the blood stained Tracy's and Brody's

her eyes, which were full of fear

"You know it hurts?"

cry. It's none of your business. You don't have

leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her

by blood again, Brody lost his

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this time.

more stubborn than

"No --"

shook her head.

looked at him coldly, "Brody, are

at

he remembered what

ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed

about you?

He snorted.

so furious that he tightly pressed on her

tie you

continued to threaten.

much and the bleeding had not stopped for

dizzy as if she

"A little bit painful..."

with hesitation.

a beat when

flashed through

that Tracy was very feeble, but she was still unwilling to fall to the ground.

her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at

feel painful, you

looked down at her. Then he made up his

he pointed the sharp knife at the wound

at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered

of fear rose from the bottom

also because her own thought was making trouble.

it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her palm bigger.

"Hmm --"

Tracy almost let out a scream, but she

her teeth,

"Clap -"

of liquid dripped on Brody's hand and made

know whether it was her

He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made up his

easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to keep

bit her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect

did feel the knife cutting her

was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the chair randomly.

the pain, her eyes finally could not help

were cut

to cry out several

"Idiot --"

finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at the